Well, we deserve a clear day for a change. Gee, I don't think I've seen such a beautiful sunset since we've been in England. I don't care whether they're scones or muffins, they taste swell. Don't you love this black paneling, Hiram? So my children have discovered! (Fading in) What a beautiful room. (Over their chatter) We should be lost in this great house without your care. (In background) Hey, Roger, ask her where the ghost is. Something bright and suggestive of English countryside, fading for We won't mind a ghost in the house it's perfectly all right! I'll take the furniture and the ghost at a valuation. None of our younger servants would stay with us, and Lady Canterville slept very little at night in consequence of mysterious and persistent noises that came from the corridor and the library. Otis, I feel bound to tell you that the ghost has been seen by several members of my family. by two skeleton hands being placed on her shoulders as she was dressing for dinner. My grand aunt, the dowager Duchess of Bolton, was frightened into a fit. (Blustering) But there is no such thing, sir, as a ghost! We have not cared to live in the place ourselves. Well, so does the family doctor, for that matter, Lord Canterville. at Canterville Chase, immediately before the death of any member of our family. It has been well known for three centuries and always makes its appearance. though it may have resisted the overtures of your enterprising American impresarios. Otis, possibly! I fear, however, that the ghost exists. Believe me, if there were such a thing as a ghost in Europe or England, we'd have it at home in one of our public museums or on the road, in a theatrical production! We have many of your best actors, your prima donnas, your plays, your novels, your works of art. In America, my lord, we have everything that money can buy. Your belief in them rests, quite naturally, with yourselves. Otis, I feel it my bounden duty, as the present owner of Canterville Chase, to acquaint you and your family, as the prospective owners, with the facts. ![]() My lord, you actually expect me to believe that Canterville Chase is haunted or that there exists such a thing as a ghost? (Surprised) The Columbia players present a play of the supernatural, Walton Butterfield's dramatization of Oscar Wilde's famous story, "The Canterville Ghost." ![]() There–enough of that!Īs always, join the conversation in the comments section below, on SSMT Facebook or on Twitter to the Short Story Magic Tricks Monthly Newsletter to get the latest short story news, contests and fun.The twins burst into laughter. He haunts me it is very stupid, but who and what is he? I know that he does not exist except in my cowardly imagination, in my fears, and in my agony. Why, however, am I so persistently possessed with this idea? His feet were close to the fire! His right arm hanging down and his head inclined to the left like a man who was asleep–I don’t want to think about it! However, it still worries me, because I am constantly thinking of it. ![]() I feel that the spectre is there, close to me, around me but it has not appeared to me again.Īnd supposing it did, what would it matter, since I do not believe in it, and know that it is nothing? Since that time I have been afraid of being alone at night. And that’s quite a trick on Maupassant’s part. Even as it twisted into a macabre plot, I didn’t expect such a powerful statement of what it feels like when one is staring down a potential lifetime of loneliness. The feelings of loneliness and fear the story conjures by the end surprised me. And it winds up with sadness – our protagonist is feeling completely alone. It moves quickly into horror – our protagonist is losing his mind, seeing ghosts. It starts with comedy – our protagonist is marrying a woman he’s only just met. “The Terror” evokes three key emotional feelings over the course of its small word count.
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